This post may be a day late, but so was the Mommy Breakfast at Lexa's school so THERE. And THERE is where I found my inspiration for this post anyway!
This morning, my mini-men and I accompanied Elexa to the Mommy Breakfast. It is not easy wielding a double stroller through a sea of school-aged children hopped up on donuts and their mothers anxious to get on with their day. Not to mention Toby did not sleep last night and Abe is 2 and his vocabulary is currently limited to 2 words: NO and MINE, said with equal amounts of enthusiasm/desperation. I was definitely not on top of my mothering game when I strolled through the doors of the cafeteria and waited in the 20-minute long line for my half-bagel that I knew Abe would be eating anyway. My hair was pulled back, I was rocking a hooded sweatshirt, and my make-up had been applied in the car (although not while I was driving!). I was surrounded by other mommies and trying to play the part like a pro, though. Then someone said it...
"Looks like they keep you busy!"
I know this is meant as a nice, little social comment. But in all honesty, it's just a politically correct way of telling me I look frazzled, tired and generally like crap... which I already know.
This was followed up with...
"WOW, your boys are CLOSE in age, huh?"
Yes, they are. And yet we still like them!
And of course, my personal favorite...
"Oh!! Are they all YOURS?"
I know, I know. I'm a young mom. And I have three kids. And I look a mess this very moment. But I love my life and I love my kids and I really do not need your condescending tone interrupting my day. I promise I'm qualified to mother them. I even have a college degree in a related field!
As I type this, I know that I am not the best mother in the world. I know there are many women out there who yearn to be mothers and who would probably be much better at it than I am. But I also know that for some reason God has blessed me with my kids. And they are mine and I will love them and mother them, even when my hair is pulled back and I'm wearing a hooded sweatshirt.
Each night when I go to bed, I still stand in wonder of the fact that I have been entrusted with these great kids. And I also wonder when the heck I'll convince Elexa that I actually am charge... wonder if Abe has stripped down to naked in his crib again... wonder how I am still functioning without having slept more than 2 consecutive hours in the past 6 months thanks to my little man Toby.
I'm so glad to be a mommy. Even in the disheveled moments... which are more often for me than for a lot of other mommies I'm sure! :)
Monday, May 11, 2009
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1 comments:
uh, good luck on wresting control from elexa, abe probably is naked again, and Toby needs you.
and you know what - it's all good. they're blessed to have you for a mom. >: )
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